Tyler has a very specific way of opening bags of chips/candy/what-have-you.
Instead of just ripping all willy-nilly, leaving the bag with a gaping, jagged opening, he tears a perfect 90 degree angle into the corner of whichever foodstuff bag he desires. Needless to say, I open no bags in case I fumble this ancient dance of man v. food. The quirks...yes, the quirks....all the little pieces that add up to the man I love.
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Monday, September 21, 2015
Reason I Love Tyler #27
Until very, very recently (yesterday)...
Tyler drank coffee out of a vintage looking Miller Lite beer goblet.
Now, if it were the only drinking vessel in his house, this could be understandable, but he has a perfectly final normal ass coffee mug that he surpasses for that guy above. This only stopped because I gave him Dollar Store travel mug for our six month-a-versary. Yes, my friends, he would drive to work with a glass full of hot coffee balanced on his lap (or somewhere) on his forty minute commute. Silly, silly. Well, naturally, I 've always been concerned about stains and splashes on his inevitably unzipped fly, so I had to do something about it. Luckily the new mug has been embraced. He just walked out of the bathroom with it. Yay. But I love that he would go on doing that forever if I had not stepped in. I love it. So dorky. So why? But just one of the many things I love about Tyler.
Tyler drank coffee out of a vintage looking Miller Lite beer goblet.
Now, if it were the only drinking vessel in his house, this could be understandable, but he has a perfectly final normal ass coffee mug that he surpasses for that guy above. This only stopped because I gave him Dollar Store travel mug for our six month-a-versary. Yes, my friends, he would drive to work with a glass full of hot coffee balanced on his lap (or somewhere) on his forty minute commute. Silly, silly. Well, naturally, I 've always been concerned about stains and splashes on his inevitably unzipped fly, so I had to do something about it. Luckily the new mug has been embraced. He just walked out of the bathroom with it. Yay. But I love that he would go on doing that forever if I had not stepped in. I love it. So dorky. So why? But just one of the many things I love about Tyler.
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Reason I Love Tyler #164
Hey, hey...this is going to be a reoccurring series on this blog, me listing all of the random little things I love about Tyler! No, they are not ranked. Yes, they are silly. Let's kick it off with one my favorites.
Tyler continually forgets to zip his fly.
It makes me laugh out loud when he realizes it himself and shrugs. He's accepted this quirk of his long ago. It's even funnier when I notice and I don't tell him right away. (Unless we're in public, of course.) The best is when we return from shopping or something and he realizes it's been down the whole time. Normally so put together and responsible, I love how this little thing escapes him sometimes.
Tyler continually forgets to zip his fly.
It makes me laugh out loud when he realizes it himself and shrugs. He's accepted this quirk of his long ago. It's even funnier when I notice and I don't tell him right away. (Unless we're in public, of course.) The best is when we return from shopping or something and he realizes it's been down the whole time. Normally so put together and responsible, I love how this little thing escapes him sometimes.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Labor Day Blues
It's an annual tradition for my mom's side of the family to gather for camping and water sports every Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day. Due to my former schedule, I couldn't go to most of these casual mini-reunions, but this weekend I was looking forward to getting to go swimming for the first time in years.
No dice. While my love for rain cannot be denied or retracted, I am a wimp when it comes to the cold. And the two just don't mix. Instead of swimming, the fourteen family members in attendance crammed themselves into three motor homes. Some drank vodka and read the National Enquirer. Some played Cribbage and Michigan Rummy. I worked on my book, read the first 40 pages of Stephen King's Misery, and missed Tyler.
Although I love my family and I know my family loves me, I feel somewhat disconnected to them. I think it's because I'm an only child; they like to play games together, engage in group activities, etc. I want to curl up in a corner with some solitary distraction. This time was no different from dozens of other family gatherings in that respect, but I felt if Tyler was there with me I would have been more social. That isn't to say I wasn't social. I got to gab about Tyler with one of my cousins and one of my aunts.
The cold got to be too much for me and it was getting late, so I left. Luckily, the campsite wasn't far from Tyler's work and I stopped into see him. We often "argue" about who is happier to see who, but this time it was me, no question. Something as simple as seeing him, talking to him, and being around him brightened me up. (And he has extremely high body heat which helped thaw my frozen corpse of a body.) We talked for awhile--mostly about my visit but some about an upcoming wedding we'll be going to! Then I started to feel "guilty" for dragging him away from work. (Hey, I don't want to get him in trouble!) Since we couldn't kiss goodbye, we shook hands like a pair of respectable colleagues a.k.a. dorks.
When someone can make your day better by just existing...hot damn, that is something special. And I've wanted that my whole life.
No dice. While my love for rain cannot be denied or retracted, I am a wimp when it comes to the cold. And the two just don't mix. Instead of swimming, the fourteen family members in attendance crammed themselves into three motor homes. Some drank vodka and read the National Enquirer. Some played Cribbage and Michigan Rummy. I worked on my book, read the first 40 pages of Stephen King's Misery, and missed Tyler.
Although I love my family and I know my family loves me, I feel somewhat disconnected to them. I think it's because I'm an only child; they like to play games together, engage in group activities, etc. I want to curl up in a corner with some solitary distraction. This time was no different from dozens of other family gatherings in that respect, but I felt if Tyler was there with me I would have been more social. That isn't to say I wasn't social. I got to gab about Tyler with one of my cousins and one of my aunts.
The cold got to be too much for me and it was getting late, so I left. Luckily, the campsite wasn't far from Tyler's work and I stopped into see him. We often "argue" about who is happier to see who, but this time it was me, no question. Something as simple as seeing him, talking to him, and being around him brightened me up. (And he has extremely high body heat which helped thaw my frozen corpse of a body.) We talked for awhile--mostly about my visit but some about an upcoming wedding we'll be going to! Then I started to feel "guilty" for dragging him away from work. (Hey, I don't want to get him in trouble!) Since we couldn't kiss goodbye, we shook hands like a pair of respectable colleagues a.k.a. dorks.
When someone can make your day better by just existing...hot damn, that is something special. And I've wanted that my whole life.
Friday, August 28, 2015
So...I was sick last night...
No need to divulge all the details, let's just say it's not the kind of sick anyone would choose. Tyler was there for me, making me feel loved the whole while. He purchased me medicine that I didn't think to buy for myself. He fed me delicious Buffalo wings and blue cheese dressing he had made the night before. (The ONLY leftovers I do not mind eating one bit!) Then I wrapped myself up in his blue comforter, burrito style and he played a video game a few feet away while we watched Rocky II. Eventually, he joined me on the couch and I fought sleep so I could be present around him a little longer.
Perhaps some of you won't understand why this would make me so happy, but it did. Perfect, homey intimacy, the kind I want the rest of my life. The kind I've wanted my whole life. Whether or not I should admit this is neither here nor there. When I was younger, I would lie the couch by myself and pretend there was a man just out of my line of vision who would join me in a minute. That delusion comforted me. Now, with Tyler, I don't have to pretend anything anymore. He will join me on the couch in a few minutes.
I am grateful to have such a wonderful, handsome, loving man care for me. All of me--my heart, my mind, my soul, and my body. I love him and I will never stop being grateful.
Perhaps some of you won't understand why this would make me so happy, but it did. Perfect, homey intimacy, the kind I want the rest of my life. The kind I've wanted my whole life. Whether or not I should admit this is neither here nor there. When I was younger, I would lie the couch by myself and pretend there was a man just out of my line of vision who would join me in a minute. That delusion comforted me. Now, with Tyler, I don't have to pretend anything anymore. He will join me on the couch in a few minutes.
I am grateful to have such a wonderful, handsome, loving man care for me. All of me--my heart, my mind, my soul, and my body. I love him and I will never stop being grateful.
Sunday, August 23, 2015
Jordyn Loves Tyler
I, Jordyn Alice Auvil, do declare, publicly and proudly, that I love Tyler Christopher George. I have never loved anyone before him and had no notion of what love really was until he came into my life one March day. No one has made me feel more beautiful, wanted, desired, adored, cherished, and loved than he has. I never knew such feelings were capable of being directed towards me, but Tyler has shown me the way. He has shown me what real love is and all that it should be. And I love him equally.
Before him, I was lost. I had been fighting my true nature (that of a sensitive person with much love to give) and chose to be someone I didn't really care for, but someone who could survive this crass, cold world alone. I had given up on Love (yes, capital L Love) and my ideas of romance before I met Tyler. But with his persistence and genuine interest in me, my walls came down and I realized, "YES, someone CAN really love me. YES, I do deserve this. And he deserves all my love in return." Tyler brings out the best in me. He saw the good person I am, the loving woman I could be, and had the patience to see me realize it too. When I falter, Tyler is there to remind me of my worth. I will forever be thankful. I will forever love him.
Tyler deserves more to be written about him, but I am anxious to be at his side. I feel like I'm already there. He is never far from my thoughts and always in my heart. I love him. I love him. I love him.
Before him, I was lost. I had been fighting my true nature (that of a sensitive person with much love to give) and chose to be someone I didn't really care for, but someone who could survive this crass, cold world alone. I had given up on Love (yes, capital L Love) and my ideas of romance before I met Tyler. But with his persistence and genuine interest in me, my walls came down and I realized, "YES, someone CAN really love me. YES, I do deserve this. And he deserves all my love in return." Tyler brings out the best in me. He saw the good person I am, the loving woman I could be, and had the patience to see me realize it too. When I falter, Tyler is there to remind me of my worth. I will forever be thankful. I will forever love him.
Tyler deserves more to be written about him, but I am anxious to be at his side. I feel like I'm already there. He is never far from my thoughts and always in my heart. I love him. I love him. I love him.
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